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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Poor Wife...or The Unimpressed Girlfriend

Yes, Travis has had a few of his own blunders.

We had quite a storm yesterday!  Thankfully, it was a warm one, but boy, did the wind blow and boy, was there a lot of rain!  So much so in fact that school got cancelled (nice) and my classroom got flooded (not nice).  I'll be travelling from class to class to teach Music tomorrow.  It will be like old times!

Driving home yesterday was a bit like driving through a car wash, only without the big metal things that crush your car.  Very wet, had to drive slow (well, you're not SUPPOSED to actually drive in a drive-through car wash, but we all know that story...), water splashing on the windows from all four sides of the car...you get the picture.  As I was driving through the third largest puddle I was reminded of a story...

*Dream sequence*

*That's an overused phrase, btw.  Have I written about those yet?*

Travis and I were dating.  I was quite young and he was, well, while 5 years older than I, he was still a guy who was living in his age of invincibility.  We had a terrible storm that lasted for days.  There was so much rain and wind and, unlike the storm we just had, it was cold.    Even the  main streets had parts that you couldn't drive through because of the flooding.

Unless you're Travis.

After some sort of young adult function (young adults are kids who are out of high school and don't think they are still kids, but aren't ready to grow up and hang out with "real" adults), Travis and one other guy thought it would be fun to go for a drive...

in the rain...

around signs that read, "flooded..."

and straight through puddles...psh!  more like PONDS!

And we're not talking about an Expedition or big 'ol monster truck.  Oh, no.  This was his beloved Honda Accord!  The first nice car he ever owned.  Apparently he thought that Honda Accords doubled as submarines.

Well, away he and his friend went to check out all the mess the storm had made and make a few big splashes while they were at it.  The road dipped down a bit, but had you been driving on this road when it was dry, you likely wouldn't have even noticed it.  But had you been driving it this night, you probably wouldn't have noticed it at all because the road was nice and level...

well, only level if you are looking at WATER!

Oh, yes.  They drove on down the road ever so slow, watching the joyous fountain of water spray up on their windows.  I can only imagine their delight.

They drove on.  Despite the fact that they were the ONLY ones driving through this part of the road, they continued their adventure.

Eventually the water became deep enough that the fountains of water stopped spraying.  It must have gotten quiet, or so I imagine, as the boys no longer had that bit of amusement.  But then...I can only imagine how much noise they made when...

the water began to spill under the doors and into the car!  And oh, I have to wonder...did it get quiet when the car stalled?  How about when the car wouldn't start?  At what point did they start laughing again?  When the people driving by began to point or shake their heads?  When the tow truck came?  Or perhaps Travis laughed when the car did finally start but was not fully operational?  I'll bet the sound of the car running all night for 2-3 days with the heat on full blast made him giddy.  I'll bet the blow dryers running had him ROFLOL.

Alas, the car did finally dry out and although he was told that it was an impossibility, the car was fully operational within a few days.

I was indeed an unimpressed girlfriend.  Unimpressed with his submarine skills, but still totally and completely in love with him...

and that has not changed.  I am continually impressed with his dedication to God and his unending love and commitment to his family.  I married well.  I have one of the rare ones that many women are hoping to find...

unless they are looking for someone who drives a submarine.

p.s.  Travis, I love you with all my heart.  Thank you for marrying me and loving me through all my own blunders.  *insert kiss*

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